"Happy Shab-e Yalda everyone. Have watermelon. Pomegranate. Build a bonfire. There is loneliness. May the fire light your way out of it. May the darkness grow shorter as the light of the hours grow taller with each day that follows. Climb over the darkness, over the mountain. Bring the picnic baskets. Watermelons. Carry your prettiest plate. Follow the peacock. Listen to it sing. Let its song climb into your deepest silence. Carry your prettiest plate with you. The blue flowers change colors for you."
(both word bits from here)
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